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"In the Lords it wouldn't matter, but in the Commons you are a nuisance. I suppose you want to be taken into the Cabinet." "Quite true!" I admitted. "You want young men there, and I am ready any time." "A man with a wife like yours," Lord Chelsford remarked, thoughtfully, "is bound to go anywhere he wants. Then he sits down and takes all the credit to himself."
And all the while, with the face of a man forced into the presence of tragedy, Lord Chelsford was reading that letter. When he had finished his hands were shaking and his face was grey. He moved over to the fireplace, and, without a moment's hesitation, he thrust the letter into the flames. Not content with that, he stood over it, poker in hand, and beat the ashes into powder.
"I might remind you," Lord Chelsford said, smiling, "that those are precisely the two persons who shared with you the knowledge of the word which opened the safe." I laughed. "I presume that you do not suspect either of them?" I remarked. "The absurdity is obvious," Lord Cheisford answered. "But the force of my former remark remains. I like that secret better when it rests between you and me.
She was silent, and moved a step or two farther away from the spot where he still stood as though absorbed. His angular figure was clearly defined through the twilight against the empty background of space. He was on the very edge of the cliff, almost looking over. "I know very little about him myself," she said hurriedly, "but I have heard the others talk, Lord Chelsford especially.
But now we have come to a deadlock." "If you do not mind telling me, Lord Chelsford, I should very much like to know why you did not explain the exact circumstances to Ray and the Duke this afternoon." Lord Chelsford nodded. "I thought that you would ask that," he said. "It is not altogether an easy question to answer. Remember this.
But its success depends largely upon you." "Upon me?" I repeated, amazed. "Exactly! Upon your common sense and judgment." The Duke paused to listen for a moment. Then he continued, speaking very slowly, and leaning over towards me "Lord Chelsford proposes for his own satisfaction to cross-examine you.
"There is nothing more which you wish to ask me?" "There is a suggestion I should like to make, sir, with regard to the disposal of my finished work," I told him. "Go on, Mr. Ducaine. I shall be glad to listen to it." There was a knock at the door. Lord Chelsford held up his finger. "Send it me in writing," he said in a low tone, "to-morrow. Come in!" Ray entered.
Now tell me the only persons who, to your knowledge, have entered the 'Brand' since you have been engaged in this work." I answered him at once. "Colonel Ray, Lady Angela Harberly, Lord Blenavon, the Prince of Malors, and a young lady called Blanche Moyat, the daughter of a farmer in Braster at whose house I used sometimes to visit." Lord Chelsford referred to some notes in his hand.
He was toiling up the side of the highest cliff in the neighbourhood, and once we saw him turn seaward and take off his hat as though enjoying the breeze. Just as he neared the summit he looked round. Lord Chelsford waved his hand and shouted. "Rowchester," he cried. "Hi! Wait for me." The Duke waved his hand as though in salute, and turned apparently with the object of coming to meet us.
I have a life-long experience of men and their ways. My judgment in this matter is that you were mistaken, and much mischief is likely to ensue if the Prince of Malors should find himself an object of suspicion amongst us." "Your Grace," I said, "forgive me, but why do you not say these things to the Board, or to Lord Chelsford and Colonel Ray after they have heard my story?"
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